Well this is my first fanfiction. It is a Draco/Hermione story. It is loosely based on my life. I hope you like it
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!
Hermione's POV
Wow, finally it is seventh year, and as Head Girl to! The only problem is I am sharing my duties with Malfoy. Of all, people Malfoy! All he is a stupid little prick who finds happiness, when others are in misery. God I HATE him!
Draco's POV
Thank God only one fucking year left of this shit hole. I cannot believe my father made me head boy, and he makes me share it with Granger! Fuck of all the people! All she is a stupid little prick who finds happiness in making others feel stupid. God I HATE her!
It was a cloudy day, a sign summer was ending. It was Seventh year for the trio. Maybe there last year together. Only time would tell.
When Hermione got onto the train she dreaded what was about to happen. Draco Hermione stepped into the compartment she saw a man.
"Um this is the head's compartment Professor" The man turned around to reveal himself. It was Draco. "Oh um it's you Malfoy" He smirked at her
"Yes mudblood who else would it be?" His ice-cold eyes stared at her with hatred.
"I don't know, I guess I didn't…"
"That's right you didn't think."
"Sorry"
"Shut up Granger I'm trying to imagine its only pure bloods here." Granger sat down at the opposite end of the compartment.
Draco's POV
Granger that stupid mudblood thinking I am a professor. Hermione, wait no I mean Granger, is still very hot. Did I just say that? I mean ugly. She's ugly. The way her hair falls down her face to her chest. The soft golden curls, and those eyes. Those big brown eyes. STOP! Draco get a hold of yourself. Hermione, no idiot Granger, is nothing but a mudblood. A cute one though.
Draco glanced her way. Hermione looked up noticing Draco's eyes on her.
"Malfoy were you just checking me out?"
"No, there is nothing to look at. Your ugly face covered with your bushy brown hair, and you have no boobs. Why would I look at you?"
"I don't know"
"Exactly. I would never look at you. You're the ugliest thing to set foot on this planet." With that Hermione got up and ran out of the compartment. She ran until to fell into someone's arms. She didn't care who it was, the tears just ran down her face.
"Hermione?" Hermione looked up to reveal the face of a Weasley.
"Ron" Hermione sobbed on. "Oh Ron. Why does he have to be such a jerk? All I did was ask a simple question and he just makes fun of me. I don't get it" Ron lifted her up and carried her to his compartment. Ron lay her down on the seat as she began to fall asleep.
Hermione awoke later in Ron's compartment. Where am I? Why was I sleeping?
"Oh you're up"
"Ron? What am I doing here" Hermione noticed that Ron was in his school robes. I AM ON THE TRAIN! "Ron what time is it?"
"It's 5 to 12." Hermione heart stopped. They were five minutes away from the school. Suddenly the train stopped. "I think I mean 12."
Sorry for the short chapter. I hope you liked it! Reviews please!